B.o.m.b

All that you do

All that you say

To get to home is,

To get away

You can stay home

Or go away

To get to home is,

To get away.I hear it.Ohh ohh ohhI hear it.Always a rich.

Never the cold.

Don't take the pain now

Hold out for more.

And when you wake up

Your dying days

To get to home still,

To get away.I hear it.Ohh ohh ohhI hear it.I hear it.I hear it.I hear it.I hear it.I hear it.I hear it.I hear it.I hear it.

Songwriters

MARSDEN, RUSSELL / RICHARDSON, EMMA / HAYWARD, MATTPublished by

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